Chapter 121: The Bitter Meat Trick Is Really Good!

After Fusang shouted like this, Mo Xiu sat on the edge of the bed as if nothing had happened, and in the dark, his tone was a little aggrieved: "Originally, I planned to spend the night outside, but who knew that tonight the dew was heavy and a little cold." ”

Of course, the strength of a cultivator is so strong that he is not afraid of the cold at all, and when he says this, he just wants to rub the bed.

The two of them can get along alone, the opportunity is very rare, and Mo Xiu doesn't want to waste it like this.

"Wouldn't it be inappropriate?"

Ye Fusang didn't resist this in her heart, after all, she was an adult in her previous life, she and Mo Xiu were in love, and that kind of thing would happen sooner or later.

"Then you sleep, I'll go sleep outside."

Mo Xiu flattened Ye Fusang and covered the quilt for her, then closed the door and walked out, he had other plans, she knew what Ye Fusang was resisting, he wanted to find a way to make her heart no longer restrained, so that she could completely believe that he did not reject him.

Mo Xiu went out for more than an hour, Ye Fusang once again tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't get up, the temperature difference between day and night in the valley was large, and it was cold and freezing in the middle of the night, she thought about it, and finally got up.

Open the door and go out to find Mo Xiu's figure.

I saw that on the floor at the door of the hut, Mo Xiu was leaning against the pillar at the door, his phoenix eyes were closed, and his eyelashes were dyed with a layer of misty mist.

"Mo Xiu, wake up?"

Ye Fusang squatted down and touched his arm, but he didn't react.

Under the withered yellow light of the oil lamp hanging in front of the hut, Ye Fusang inadvertently caught a glimpse of Mo Xiu's frozen reddish fingers.

She stretched out her hand, and when she touched his hand, his fingers were cold, and Ye Fusang touched his face again, which was also cold, and even the air she breathed out was a little cold.

Ye Fusang's heart suddenly tightened, and she couldn't care about so much red tape anymore, she patted Mo Xiu's shoulder, "Get up, go in and sleep." ”

However, Mo Xiu didn't react at all as if he was unconscious, Ye Fusang couldn't help but panic, and she cautiously called again, "Mo Xiu, don't scare me." ”

It's not that she doesn't know that people with high strength are not afraid of the cold, but Mo Xiu suddenly became like this, where can Ye Fusang continue to think about those things, at present, she just wants to get him into the house quickly.

"Sangsang, I'm so cold."

Mo Xiu's eyelashes moved slightly, he clenched his hands, and the whole person curled up in a ball.

"Come in with me!"

Frozen unconscious? Ye Fusang sighed in her heart, used her nursing strength to help Mo Xiu up, and then carried him back to the room, but she didn't notice that Mo Xiu's body was as light as a child, and she easily helped him into the house.

After putting Mo Xiu on the bed and lying down and covering the quilt, Ye Fusang immediately put his hand on his arm to diagnose the pulse, if it was really cold invading his body, he still had to treat him earlier, so as not to induce any sequelae.

"Are you alright?"

Ye Fusang lit the candle with a strange fire, she looked at Mo Xiu who was lying on the bed with a pale face in confusion, and after checking the pulse, she found that his body was very normal, and there was nothing abnormal.

At the moment when Ye Fusang withdrew his hand, Mo Xiu's long arms wrapped her whole person into his arms.

"You bastard!?"

"Is it fun to pretend to be sick?"

Ye Fusang reacted immediately, she lay in Mo Xiu's arms and raised her head to glare at him fiercely, desperately trying to break free from the firm bondage.